"Synthetic meat? Synthetic meat again!" Sun Yang clutched his head in agony. "I'm going to be sick! When are we going to eat something fresh? Can't we just get some real meat for a change?"
"Have you forgotten where we are?" Bai Lin said coolly, glancing up at Sun Yang.
"We're on a Third-class Planet. Resources are limited, so stop dreaming."
"Bai Lin, you've got no dreams at all, man!" Sun Yang sighed. "All right, I give up. Synthetic meat it is. It's better than starving, I guess."
"By the way, be ready this afternoon. The commander said we're getting a new reconnaissance mission," Li Chang'an said.
"A mission? Finally!" Han Ruoxi immediately perked up, her eyes gleaming. "I was starting to think we'd be stuck at this base forever!"
"Ugh, staying at this base for so long has been suffocating," Sun Yang chimed in. "A mission's finally here. Does this mean we get to fight the Insect Race again?"
